Glee Brittany Britney Novels & Stories

My tummy instantly fell as he stared at me while I froze. A sound of a throat clearing brought me back to reality, as I turned my gaze to Brittany, who was cladded in a black knee-length gown that exposed her cleavage and long legs. "Who invited you? If I recall correctly, this was a family dinner." Brittany said, with a hint of anger.

Thalia pulled me up on the bench and Lalaine smiled. "Attention, everyone!!!!! Excuse me, attention." Thalia spoke loudly. She pointed to a group of girls who were by the locker, whose skirts were too up and their shirts too tight. "Excuse me, Miss S.. Look, didn’t I say attention?" Thalia said, rolling her eyes. "She is the school slut, the one in the center, fake brown hair and green eyes." Lalaine whispered at my side, "Her name is Britney Stanley, but everyone call her Miss S. - S for SLUT!!!" Britney rolled her eyes and "cat - walked" to the forming crowd.

"You'd be worse than this if you had." I groan, rub my face in my hands at something else I have no clue about and don't really want to find out. "Yeahhh," She laughs. "Let's have that conversation when you're feeling a bit less like a corpse." Pushing the existential crises aside, I press further. "Are you bonded?" Valentine's expression turns horrified. "Absolutely not, bitch. I'm a Beta." The relief in her voice is extraordinary. "Thank fuck." The last of my magic drink goes down the wrong hole and I choke.

“Clarkson told me that Brittany was a little girl who was sold to Cooper to become a prostitute. Brittany's parents are both dead, but she was living with her older brother before Cooper adopted her." "You know all the stories about Brittany?" Lexie nodded excitedly. "Don't tell anyone that I got that information from one of Cooper's men. Nor should Rafe know that I ever spoke to Gideon in the dungeon.” “What about the bugs and cameras that Rafe installed?” "I think Rafe is too busy right now to watch his favorite show. Betty was in control now. But Betty didn't check too often. So I'm safe." Lexie smiled happily and took a slow sip of her hot chocolate. All her anger at Rafe suddenly evapor

Brittany entered the cafeteria, her heels clicking against the tiled floor as she scanned the room. Her eyes landed on Damien’s table, and as usual, he was surrounded by his friends. Her gaze softened momentarily as she observed him. His charm and effortless confidence were magnetic, but what truly enraged her was how his attention was focused elsewhere. Turning her head slightly, she followed his line of sight and saw Elie’s sitting at a table with Jenna. A scowl formed on Brittany's face, though she quickly masked it with a neutral expression. “Her, again,” she muttered under her breath.

I greeted her, smiling. Brittany's face lit up with a soft, sweet smile. "I'm fine," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper. I smiled back at her, taking in her delicate features and shy demeanor. She was indeed a pretty girl, with an understated charm that was hard to ignore. As we exited the building, I accidentally stumbled upon a group of girls engaged in a hushed, yet animated conversation. They were the epitome of the school's elite – Priscilla, Nati, Nicole, and Luci, all members of the revered cheerleading team.

tanya Zayn took half a loaf smeared tasteless butter and swallowed it greedily. "That's where I feel weird, Zayn. How can I be bisexual? I don't like that and that woman is my own enemy that I have to conquer," grumbled Brittany shyly in response to her omega soul instead of feeling happy every time this strange request came in during the free time Brittany had. Zayn looked up curiously as he captured Nadhea's heart.

That was until Alicia's finger snapped out of her reverie. Brittany let out a brief squeal before patting herself on both cheeks. "Oh my God, am I dreaming? Who is this girl in front of me?! Woohoo! Amazing! You look, you... Oh, my gosh, I almost stopped breathing," she said quickly. The excitement in the room was caused by Alicia's physical transformation. The Brooklyn-born girl had dyed her hair jet black and straightened it--with Brittany's straightening iron--so her face looked very defined now. Plus, she wears short bangs now.

Zane clenched his fists angrily. Sierra didn't say a thing again. She just patted his shoulders, beginning to step into the living room where Brittany already dumped all her bags. "Is Bianca still with Briella?" Sierra asked and the two sisters hummed. "Brittany, it's time to go live." Bethany said. Brittany quickly sat in front of the computer and she started streaming live. "Hello everyone, Brittany here. I'm sure you're all disappointed about Brie's concert being canceled.

I breathed, my jaw clenching tightly. “Great!” She must be visibly relieved now. “Are you going to the gala?” She asked and my mind snapped back to the fact that I should probably get my ass down and not keep Riella waiting. I knew the world had this gala on the tip of their tongues now. “Yes, ” I nodded, knowing she was going to say a lot. “With Brittany?” She asked. “She didn't tell me, ” she breathed in a soft laugh. “Brittany is probably resting right now. She is somewhere in her suit, enjoying herself.” I almost hissed, frustrated.